The property had a lot of space. Almost as far as you could see. A forest with a skinny river, more like a brook in the dry season, bordered it on the left flank as you faced it from the road...and the term road was a stretch too. Made of dirt and stones...mostly dirt and a lot of pot holes. On the right was the mountains in the distance. Some said there was a town near by too, but honestly it was hard to find if you had to blink you would miss it. The idea of an inn or whatever this place use to be in its hay-day being located this far out into 'no-where' was just nuts. But, here it was, complete with furniture, a working well and a large barn even with plenty of room for horses or whatever animals an owner would want to put there. For being left on its own for so long it really wasn't in that bad of shape. Dirty, yes, somewhat in need of updating, there wasn't any electricity but at least there was an indoor toilet. Many of the locals believed it was haunted, but there was no real proof of it....yet. Definitely it was known to have 'weird' things going on there and it was 'best to steer clear of the place ifn' you were wise' as the local gas station attendant would say.